122 Acquaintance, Man of Disaster, and Coincidence

But Luke frowned a moment later. Why was there a familiar scent? Hm, was it Bell?

Luke scratched his head. Why was his landlord/driver here?

Except for the fact that her driving was as good as theirs, she shouldn't have anything to do with the robbers, right?

Luke didn't enter the building. He sniffed the air again, before he stepped onto his bike with a weird look on his face and peeped through a window.

Inside the body shop, two unlucky people, one man and one woman, were being held at gunpoint.

Two other women were arguing. Luke couldn't understand them. They seemed to be speaking Portuguese.

It did make sense when he recalled that the robbers were from Brazil.

It was the gorgeous lady driver from that morning who was pointing a gun at Bell and the man.

Judging from her argument with her partners, however, she didn't seem inclined to pull the trigger.